To my surprise yesterday, I was not only nominated once but twice for The Versatile Blogger Award by two genuinely wonderful men. Rory of“A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip” & Kristian of “Tales From The Mind ofKristian” – Both of you made my blah day perk right up when I saw the nomination. Thank you, so very much!!! 💗 If you aren’t familiar with these fine gentlemen, please make it a point to check out their site’s, you won’t be sorry.

I’ve been really sick this week, so here’s something from a few years ago that still applies today—I hope you enjoy it!

Have you noticed the increasing proliferation of bizarre Facebook quizzes that purport to identify different aspects of your personality with absolute accuracy? While they are, for the most part, as generic as horoscopes in telling you about what kind of person you are, they are getting more and more desperate for new topics as they attempt to mine your data. At first, it was TV shows or films, like “Which Game of Thrones Character Are You?” or “Which Bond Girl Are You Most Like?” Respectively, I got Arya Stark, and Xenia Onatopp, former Soviet fighter pilot and top assassin. This was very disappointing—I really wanted Daenerys Targaryen, Mother Of F*cking Dragons instead of a whiny little kid who makes lists about who she wants to kill instead of…

I have to say if you told me 10 years ago I would be writing a blog about my struggles and triumphs with Multiple Sclerosis I would have told you to piss off. Sorry in advance for the directness, I don’t believe in passivity. And occasionally, I use bad words, both I blame on being raised in New Jersey during the formative middle school and high school years.

So why am I doing it? Because I need reality when dealing with this shit. I need to be able to express candidly with other people who are like me. In doing so, someone may read this and feel OMG, me too. That’s me. I don’t feel alone. Because we are not alone, God made me a good teacher and I am going to do what I know how to do. So I am educating you through my life experiences.

Back at the end of 2018 I came to a rather abrupt decision, not just to leave Facebook, but to walk out and never go back. Facebook and I are over, we broke up and I never want to see it again (*disclaimer*…at least for the forseeable future…).

So, on the 5th January, after leaving a message up on my Facebook for a week prior saying I was leaving and should anyone want to stay in contact to inbox me their mobile, and after downloading all the information that I wanted to save from my account, I hit the delete account button. Facebook does, kindly, let you know that it puts your account into de-activation mode for a month incase you want to come back within that 30 day period…helpful, but no.

Idiot drivers per square mile or per square kilometer goes thru the roof on days like these. I’m so glad that I’m working from home. Too bad I had to see the specialist today. I wonder if my insurance would buy off on a foreign specialist referral to French Polynesia???